Chapter 70 70: Face Off

“And why should we help you?” Vargas muttered, holding out a hand dismissively. “What do we have to lose?”

“Yeah, look around. What is there left to protect, Your Highness?” Sila hissed, a shadow of an old scar gleaming in her eyes.

“The country may not exist today, but its people do.”

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